Helping A Stranger...

Today my mom introduced me to my cousin's friend. Their son is mentally challenged and he's really interested in toys and wrestling. When I was a kid I used to love wrestling and I had all the old vintage toys. I still had those toys in my closet until today. I found out he liked wrestling toys and my mom was gonna go with my cousin and her friend to go buy him some toys, but I offered to give him all of my old toys. They don't make the toys like they did in the old days so the ones I gave him are probably easier and better to play with then the new ones. When he saw me come down stairs holding that giant box of toys he had the biggest smile on his face. I'm usually stoic in most situations, but I'm not gonna lie; when I saw that smile I felt great. Sensitive stuff like this isn't my thing, but this is one moment that I'm fine with. Maybe I'll be nicer more often.